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We’re currently hiding under some dirty mattress beside the trash on the rooftop. It stinks here, I can’t bear it. But what I can’t bear even more is that my body is glued on this loser beside me. His body was so warm, bumping smoothly on my skin while I was clearly hearing his breathing. My face is getting red, I can feel it.
“It stinks here, how long will we be hiding in here?” I whispered but then he just covered my mouth when something screeched near us.
We can hear steps, together with the light from someone’s flashlight. I think it was the guard patrolling from before.
“Just wait for him to go away” He whispered which made my body even warmer due to the air coming from his breath.
The steps were louder like the person was getting near us. The light from the flashlight is ge
